Introspection 7

As per every year, as my birthday approaches, I review my performance based on the goals I set myself the previous year. Looking at things objectively and with brutal honesty, I go over each facet of my life, with a view to learn from mistakes and to move forward.

There had been quite a bit of upheaval over the past year. The avalanche started with the breakup of my marriage, which led to my subpar performance and the loss of some clients. Reviewing the marriage, I asked "Ronda, was there anything you could have done better?", as I sat drinking my morning coffee.

As usual, once my son had gone off to school, I would have a shower and slip on a long T-shirt, with or without a panty. Today, I wore a sexy orange lace G-string. As I drifted off into my introspection, there was a knock at the door.

"Hope this is not Witnesses because I'm not in the mood," I said to myself as I approached the door. I looked out and there stood a tall man with his identification card around his neck and carrying a bag and a notebook.

I opened the door. "Good morning, can I help you?" I asked.

"Good morning ma'am, my name is Anton Wilkins. I am from the Environmental Protection Agency," he said as he handed me his ID.

"I am checking your area today to see if the nearby dumping of liquid waste has reached this neighbourhood," he continued. "Do you mind if I took a look in the back and took some soil and water samples?" he asked.

"Of course, come through," I said as I opened the door and headed through to the back. There was something familiar about this man, like I have seen him before.

"Anton, you look familiar. Where would I have seen you before," I asked.

He smiled. "I may have one of those kinds of faces," he said cheekily.

Then it clicked. "Do you play basketball?" I asked.

"Yes," he said smiling.

"You were on TV the other night. You had a good game but unfortunately, your team lost," I said, elated to have a 'star' at my house.

"Basketball is like life. You win some and you lose some. The important thing is to learn from your mistakes," he said. His soothing voice cut through my consciousness as if he was talking to me and what I was going through.

I watched him as he went down the garden, firstly looking around the edges and then, taking soil samples from various points. Shortly after he took the first few samples, the heavens opened and it began to rain very heavy. He ran back inside and was standing by the door, waiting for the rain to stop.

From the table, I studied his physique and overall appearance. There was something about him, an aura that was very inviting. I called him over to the table as I had made him a cup of coffee.

"I'm guessing black and one sugar," I said.

"Close, black and no sugar," he replied.

We began to chat, talking about how we got to where we are today and then he said something that blew me away.

"Is your birthday coming up soon?" he asked, his eyes peering straight into mine.

"Yes. Why do you ask?"

"You look and sound like you're going through an introspection," he said, smiling.

I was in shock. My mouth and eyes were open wide. "How did you know?" I asked, as I leaned on the table.

"I recognised the signs as I do the same thing," he said.

Anton and I went into the ways we approach our situations. The more we talked the more I drifted towards him. At one point, my body dumped a shot of adrenaline into my system. I felt my face get flushed, my nipples got a little harder and my pussy twitched.

My body was guiding me down a path that I hadn't been in a long time. I was being turned on.

I changed the subject to reflect where my body was taking me.

"I bet you have a lot of women," I asked probing.

"I'm a very private person. Who I'm seeing should not be public knowledge and with all the social media crap going around, I prefer to keep my little ass quiet," he said, smiling.

"Your ass looks just fine to me," I said naughtily, and we both had a laugh about it. His next statement dumped so much adrenaline into my system that I took a huge breath.

"Your ass looks perfect and is complimented by the rest of your body," he said, looking straight into my eyes.

My nipples got very hard, and where my pussy twitched before, it was pulsing now. My face was hot.

"Smooth talker," I said smiling as I got up to go into the kitchen. The fact that he said that and I knew he was watching my ass, turned me on even more.

The rain was not letting up so I asked him if he wanted something to eat. Having cooked up a storm the day before, I had a wide range of possibilities. He accepted as he turned on my stereo. He chose R&B love songs from the eighties, claiming that these songs help him through his introspection. What he was doing was stoking the fire. This man turned me on without a single touch. My entire body was now focused on its satisfaction.

We chatted as we ate. This man that I met a couple of hours ago had made me, through conversation, forget what I was going through. He connected with my brain subconsciously and now, I wanted to thank him physically.

After eating, he sat on the sofa while I tidied up the kitchen. I'm not sure if the dishes were cleaned properly, as it was the fastest I've ever cleaned. His eyes were closed as he enjoyed the music. I paused as I watched him. My body was in overdrive. I knew my G-string was wet because my pussy was very wet. I slowly walked over to him and sat on the coffee table in front of him with my legs apart. He opened his eyes, looked at my wet pussy and smiled. Nothing was said. He reached forward and drew his finger up and over the wet panty, brushing my clit in the process. My body reacted immediately. A soft moan escaped my lips as I became more turned on. When he put his finger into his mouth and sucked my juices off, that was it.

"Fuck me," I said softly.

Without saying a word, Anton reached forward and took my G-string off. He got on his knees, pulled my hips to him and buried his face into my pussy. Another soft moan escaped my lips as he began to manipulate my clit. He was eating my pussy so well that I started to groan. He sucked my clit into his mouth, applying such a delicious pressure on it, that I grabbed his head. He sucked my clit even harder and then, with his right hand, he slapped my ass hard. I love to be spanked but I've never had someone slap my ass while they ate my pussy. I came so hard. I had my legs locked around his head while pulling it into my pussy with my hands. His mouth was well and truly clamped to my clit. I was screaming, shaking, slapping him as he kept sucking my clit. As another orgasm hit me, I pushed him away as I bucked and thrashed about from the enormous release of energy.

While I was recovering from the last orgasm, Anton had removed his clothes. Once again, my eyes and mouth were wide open. He was ripped. Six-pack abs and a very toned body. To complete the visual was an erect and quite large dick. My body went in to automatic. I went over to him, wrapped both hands around his dick and sucked the head into my mouth. Immediately, I was moaning again. Every thing about his dick was perfect. As I sucked it deeper into my mouth, it seemed to fit perfectly. It's mouth feel was so good that I was moaning like I was being fucked. After about five minutes of savouring his dick, he pulled me up and laid me on the sofa. He slid between my legs and gently pushed his dick into me. I love to feel that first entry where my pussy is stretched.

Not only was his dick perfect, but he knew how to use it. My pussy was grabbing his dick on every out stroke, not wanting it to leave.

Anton raised up on his powerful arms and began to fuck me with more power. He began to make gutteral sounds as he put more effort into fucking me. For the next fifteen minutes or so, Anton fucked me hard and deep. All I knew was I was cumming for a lot of those minutes. In between my orgasms, I could feel his dick getting harder, signifying that he would cum soon. I decided to match his strokes, to help him to cum. Just before he announced he was cumming, he pulled out of my pussy, pulled me up and pushed dick in my mouth. I sucked his dick hard and was soon rewarded with three hard shots of thick sperm. I sucked and swallowed every drop that came out of that lovely dick.

We recovered in each other's arms, gently stroking the others body. The rain had stopped and it was time for Anton to leave for the office.

"What are you doing tomorrow evening around 7:30 pm?," he asked, as we kissed by the door.

"I have no plans. Why do you ask?" I queried.

"I would like to take you to my spiritual home. The place I do my introspection. The place I solve my problems," he replied.

"Of course. I would love to go with you," I said with glee.

We kissed deeply at the door, neither of us wanting to break it. At last, Anton let me go, smiling.

"I'll see you tomorrow night," he said.

"Yes you will," I replied as I squeezed his ass.

The next morning I was buzzing. I had already made arrangements for my son to go by my mother. I thought of going to the hairdresser, but decided against it. Something told me that physical appearance is not at the top of his list of priorities.

By the time 7:30 came around, I was buzzing. I was ready and standing by the window, when a car pulled up and Anton got out. I calmly walked out, kissed him and got into his car.

We drove for about twenty minutes before he pulled off the main road, down a track and then parked by an abandoned building. We got out and walked to the other side of the building. What I saw took my breath away. The view of the city below was amazing. The lights seemed to twinkle like the stars, and the cruise liners in the harbour, added to the spectacle.

For five minutes, we did not speak. I was in awe of the beautiful view as well as the serenity of the location. I turned and walked into Anton's arms.

"This is beautiful," I said.

"This is my spiritual home. I find peace here," he said.

We kissed for what seemed like eternity. The way he made me feel could only be described as love. I met this man yesterday and today I feel like I have known him a very long time. Anton was gently massaging my ass while he kissed me. I was already moaning, every nerve ending switched on. I opened his jeans and wrapped my fingers around his dick, gently stroking it. We both knew what we wanted and we both came prepared. Neither of us were wearing underwear.

I took a step back, looked into his eyes, and without saying a word, I turned around and leaned against the wall. As I lifted my dress, I heard him undoing his jeans. He put his dick between my legs and rubbed my clit. My knees buckled from the intense pleasure that gave me.

"Put it in," I said softly.

I felt the head enter my pussy and I moaned loudly as it progressed slowly but deliciously, into the depths of my pussy.

The night was perfect. I got everything I wanted. Not only was his dick a perfect fit for my mouth, it also fitted perfectly in doggystyle. Coupled to that, was his style of fucking. I was floating with the clouds. He executed every one of my instructions to perfection. When I wanted to be spanked, he spanked me with the perfect amount of force to get my pussy gushing. When I wanted to be fucked harder, he combined speed and power to make my knees buckle. We had been fucking for over an hour when Anton announced he was cumming. As he pulled out of me, I spun around and squatted. I sucked his dick into my mouth and swallowed every drop of his thick sperm.

Fully dressed again, we stood in silence, wrapped in each other's arms. I had never felt this way before. While I was deep in my thoughts, Anton spoke.

"I have only brought one other woman out here and after being together six years, she left me," he said. I was about to speak when he gently put his finger on my lips.

"I only bring people that are special to me here. Even though we only met yesterday, I knew you would be perfect for me," he continued. I was so happy that tears came to my eyes.

That was ten years ago and we have been married for eight years. My son loves him and has become a pretty good basketball himself.

Every year, as I go through my introspection, I give thanks for that rain storm that brought Anton to me.